Flash fic challenge: 100 words on the subject of revenge.
“So Josie,” the thick-necked boy crooned. “What did Mommy pack for us on this fine Thursday morning?”
The tall skinny one pawed her backpack. “She’s got something hidden in here.”
“Ham and cheese,” crowed Freddy James, who apologized when the others weren’t around, “With mayonnaise.”
She stared at the quiet one in back. He watched her sometimes when he was alone, and his face grew tight and angry whenever his friends took her lunch, never hungry as the others tore her food in rough thirds.
Josie counted sidewalk cracks, walking with the hot sun behind her.
Ma packed that sandwich Monday.